night one / i had the dream about falling- or maybe it was just dying- last night. my mum said it was an anxiety dream, but you were there and you gave me the best hug i've ever had so i don't think i was worried. i think i was trying to find excuses not to fall- or maybe just excuses not to die.
night two / a microphone stand too tall. an auditorium. fourth to last. a superhero/villain. apartments in pods. maybe an anxiety dream/maybe an escapism dream.
night three / no dreams. pure deep sleep. rest, for the first time in months.
night four / dreams of superheroes with ptsd, springing awake. probably my body worrying about how deeply i sleep and how easily i could die.
night five / remember remember the fifth of november. fireworks going off at head height. sick of waiting in queues. olive oil in shot glasses. ordering lunch surrounded by friends. a girl i haven't seen in 2 years. a boy i met the night before. the boy i love. the girl i loved. mulled wine. candy floss in blonde hair. sun burns on the backs of legs. beaches in brighton. lost my friends. found. nostalgia/love/other oddities.
